There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child, I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again. I can't explain you will not understand. This is not how I am.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1892 | 2009-05-15 00:13:17 | 94.94 | |
| 1762 | 2009-04-26 23:54:24 | 96.67 | |
| 1702 | 2009-04-19 20:37:04 | 95.43 | |
| 1577 | 2009-04-09 23:55:28 | 101.87 | |
| 1440 | 2009-04-03 20:10:55 | 83.00 | |
| 1280 | 2009-03-31 23:25:54 | 65.01 | |
| 888 | 2009-03-22 22:52:02 | 86.91 | |
| 712 | 2009-03-18 22:11:10 | 87.75 | |
| 593 | 2009-03-15 22:24:45 | 85.04 | |
| 464 | 2009-03-14 16:08:09 | 84.31 | |
| 92 | 2009-03-01 19:36:10 | 65.05 |